The old monk was confused.
He had set up the Mahayana Buddhism outside the ancient temple and completely sealed it up. Even a ninth level Tribulation Transcendence expert would not be able to discover it.
However, although this green-robed man in front of him was handsome and extraordinary, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him. He was obviously a mortal.
How could a mortal pass through his Mahayana Dharma barrier?
Impossible!
It was absolutely impossible!
The old monk directly denied it.
"Master, which mountain is this? What kind of temple is this?" Xiao Changtian asked.
This place was quiet and peaceful. It was a good place. The Ancient Temple of Mount Han was leisurely and carefree!
Xiao Changtian had once fantasized that if he couldn't open the path of invincibility, he would live in such a place in his old age, enjoying his life and not see the noise of the mortal world.
"Benefactor, where did you come from?"
